Ryn wasn't surprised to find out Torrents wherabouts. He sniffed and replied, "I'm Ryn. There's not much else I can say. I didn't come from anywhere special..." His thoughts drifted off. He glanced back a Void with longing in his eyes, but he forced himself to look back at Torrent. "Do you need somewhere to stay?" He asked.
(Ok. :3)
.... Eh?
Ryn blinked at Scarheart, then glanced nervously at Void. "W-What secret?" He meowed, forcing his voice not to tremble. How could she have found out? Ryn didn't want any cat getting to wrong idea about him just because he was... Diffrent. He sighed and then licked Void's head. "I guess it was kind of obvious, wasn't it?" His long claws sheathed and unsheathed as he waited for Scarheart to speak.
Reedpaw was sniffing around the river, waiting for fish. Then suddenly, he heard the pained cry of a cat. Oh no! He thought, eyes widening. He raced toward the camp, yowling. He burst into a clearing full of writhing cats with foaming mouths. "Great Starclan..." He breathed. Suddenly, he saw a cat he recognized. "Mistywing!" He called, running toward her. He was surprised to see not a scratch on her silver pelt. He jumped on a rouge and growled, biting his neck.
Name:Burn
Gender: She-cat
Appearance: A light orange she-cat with spots of burnt orange, one white paw and dark blue eyes.
Personality: She isolates herself a lot, seeming to plot evil plans... 0_o She is very rude and sarcastic, and picks fights a lot. But cats who get to really know her see her true inside...
Ryn sort of smiled, eyes glittering. "It's not that surprising," He meowed, glancing at Void. His heart fluttered and he turned to Scarheart, "You need my help? I will help you. "
Void touched Ryn on the shoulder " Let's go to a different cave" he said " If that's okay with you" looking in between Mimono and Torrent
Ryn smiled, "Okay." He followed Ryn excitedly, eyes swimming with emotion. A thought flashed in his head but he shrugged it off dissmisively. Am I in love with Void?
Reedpaw shrugged and yowled as a large tom came crashing down on top of him. "Get off me, Foxdung!" He screeched, clawing the cats jaw before he could bite him.
Burn jumped out of the way as the crown hit the ground where she was standing. "Hey!" She hissed. "Watch where your throwing your junk, Derf."
Stormcloud frowned. "When?" He asked, slightly confused.
Burn trotted along after Exey after hearing "meat". "Where's the meat?" She asked smiling.
Ryn trotted after Void then settled down beside him, purring quietly.
Reedpaw hissed as another rouge clawed vicously at his throat, and he dodged his clumsy swipes easily. He slip underneath the black cat's belly and clawed at it, leaving a deep wound, blood gushing out.
Bramblefoot smiled and padded away from the camp, tail high. He sniffed the air and looked around, ears perked. Where is it? He thought, heading toward the Great Scymore. He paused, then took off, tail streaming behind him. He knew exactly where he was going. He crossed the Thunderclan scent line into unclaimed territory. He recognized the purple flowers blossiming around his paws. Up ahead, their was a steep rock wall. He skidded to a halt, panting. "You ready?" He asked Snowfern.
Ryn purred even louder and rubbed his head against Void's side. He closed his blue eye and gazed at Void lovingly with his green eye.
Ryn grew hot beneath his dark pelt. He blushed and meowed, "Thank you, Void." He gazed at him with happiness brimming in his eyes. "I have something to tell you..."
Burn watched the two, eyes flickering with intrest. She narrowed her blue eyes and smiled, recognizing the look Derf was giving Exey. She padded over to them, still grinning. "What ya'll talkin' bout?" She meowed slyly.
Oh. Snap.
Reedpaw jumped at a large tom trying to sneak up on Mistywing. "Look out!" He hollered, then landed on the brown tom with a thump, and he dug his claws into his flank, not letting go even as the rogue spun around and nipped at him.
Ryn took a deep breath. "I... I love you."
Bramblefoot nodded and smiled, looking at Snowfern with delight. He hopped up the rocks with only slight difficulty. He clambered his way to the top then stopped, panting. There it was.
A large cherry blossom with low branches and thick purple flowers around the lower branches. It looked like a den, and you couldn't really see the inside. The rocks he stood on surrounded the cherry blossom and hid it from the outside world. He tore down the steep rocks, pebbles scattering around his paws. He stopped at the bottom and smiled at Snowfern. "It's even better on the inside," He mused.
